It was a little extreme. Other than that the afternoon passed without incident.That night as I was lying in bed I heard a knock at my door. I was a l...ttle startled but managed to get the words “Come In” out without too much difficulty. It was Tara, and she stood in my doorway with tears streaking her face. “Hey, look I’m sorry about this but my boyfriend just broke up with me and I don’t want to be alone right now. Would it be okay if I just sat in here for a while?” She said through fits of. Becky was as nervous as she had ever been. Andrew was due over in a few minutes. She wondered what he would think of her; would he see her and think she had gained too much weight or that she was too old to be sexy. Her confidence was eroding quickly. This is crazy, she thought, how many 39-year-old women try to seduce a twenty-year-old boy. Becky looked in the mirror. Yes, she was showing her pregnancy, but she could still get into most of her clothes. Her tits were bigger and her belly was. Carmen drilled a one-inch-diameter hole in the wall above my bed. When I protested that a hole that large would be too obvious she smiled and reached into a bag she'd brought with her. She pulled out a little wall mirror, which she proceeded to fix neatly over the hole. The mirror wasn't more than ten inches across, but it had an interesting frame and looked nice on the wall.We had to rearrange the furniture, putting my bed against the far wall so that it offered a good view from the peephole.. He also noted that Charles Young was sitting between the two runaway slaves they had found. As he filled his plate he noticed the absence of the teens and his children.When he mentioned it to Beth, she answered, “Sioux and I figured that they would be bored by the adults talking, so my daughters are watching your children and spending time with Michael and Bobby.”Grant smiled while he corrected her, saying, “It’s our teens watching our younger children.”Beth was briefly stunned at Grant’s.